Archive for authorSarban

Out and proud student and teacher of English. Fascinated by rhymes. Willing to try other modes gradually.

Evening Of Independence

The King of Heaven granted the humans a wish. The earth can listen to the happy sighs echoing as the smell of wet earth maddens every heart.

Poem : Proud Prelude

On this day of the first touch Of mildest chill at dawn, The freshness can infect much Fresh thoughts in minds forlorn.

Poem : Captivity

Forwarding the speed of sun so days and nights pass flashing by, I sit beside my choicest window waiting for the time to die.